Chapter 71

Chi Huan looks at him. He looks very ordinary. He doesn't seem to see that she is angry at all.

Push him away, she walked into the bathroom with a sullen barefoot.

She took a shower and came out in a bathrobe. The man was no longer in the bedroom. She closed the door, turned out her clothes and put them on. Then she straightened her long hair in the mirror.

In the past, the white skin, inexplicably appears extraordinarily bloody, white and red.

Mo Shiqian is cooking noodles in the kitchen. She goes to the door, pulls her face and asks, "I want to pack things. Do you have any boxes?"

He was tall, dressed in a simple dark grey knitwear, and even standing in the kitchen was smoke-free. "You don't have to clean it up. It's used to buy things when they come. It's all here."

"No, I'll take it."

The man looked sideways. "You lack it?"

She is speechless, of course she is.

"I'll match you up if you want or want."

Chi Huan, "..."

Leave her things here, which means she will live here again.

But she felt that she had to go away, as if she was trying to cover up something, which was not very important, and she did not lack it.

So I folded it back in a sullen way. I just took the bag I bought that day, picked up some lipsticks she liked and threw them in. Other clothes were arranged and put in the cloakroom. The cosmetics for skin care products were also put away in the box.

When eating noodles, she bowed her head and said nothing.

It's enough to ignore him.

But She didn't feel much of his influence.

He didn't even seem to notice. Everything was as usual, and he was not a man of many words.

He just wanted to sleep with her, and he could say more words to cajole her.

In the underground parking lot, moshiqian drives her car to take her back and opens the door for her as usual.

She is wringing brow, stuffy way, "how do those reporters outside my home community do?"

The man said lightly, "it has been dealt with."

Chi Huan, "..."

When did it happen?

She had some dark guesses about whether the man would like her to leave early.

When the car drove downstairs to her apartment, there was no trace of the reporter. Chi Huan thought of last night's event in 1999. The man's ability was much better than she thought. What is it to deal with several reporters.

But I didn't come back for several days. The silence coming from opening the door seemed to be stained with dust.

The man's deep black eyes stare at her, and his voice is still low. "Let the pool servants come to clean up the room for you and cook, eh?"

She sat on the sofa, silent.

Mo Shiqian didn't seem to care. He raised his hand and touched her head. He said quietly, "you're at home. I'll come in the evening."

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After he left, Chi Huan sat alone in the familiar sofa, holding her familiar pillow and dazed.

Three days in Xishan mansion, like a dream, may be absurd, but enough for her to escape.

Back here, it's back to reality.

Looking up, the bouquet of roses on the table began to wither when she left, if it had withered completely.

When Chi Huan opened her notebook in her study to check the script in her mailbox, her mobile phone suddenly vibrated.

She raised her eyes and saw that on the screen there were three words of Moxi.

Chi Huan looks at the blue brocade box next to the notebook, reaches for his mobile phone and slides to answer.

"Chi Huan."

Moxigu's voice was a little hoarse and unexpected. I didn't expect that she would suddenly answer the phone, so I didn't know what to say.

She stared at the screen of the notebook and said softly, "what do you want to do with me?"

"Where are you now?"

"I'm home."

After a moment's silence, the man asked at that end, "can you come out and meet me?"

Chi Huan, playing with the brocade box, agreed without hesitation, "yes."

That's why Moxi reported the appointed time and place over there. It was at noon, about a western restaurant.

"Good."

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At noon, the western restaurant, the more hidden card seat.

When Chi Huan arrived, Moxi was already there. He was looking out of the window at the river view, fascinated. He didn't look back until the bag was on the table with a slight noise.

The woman was clean, dressed in a low-key black coat, a Beige Scarf buried in her face, still wearing a pair of huge brown sunglasses, and her long hair was tied up.

When she sat down, she took off her scarf and sunglasses.

It's just a few days, but goodbye seems to be months away.

She only put on a simple light make-up, but her complexion was unspeakable. There was no sadness between her eyebrows and eyes. She was clear and clean, with a little less coquettish of the little girl and more calm of the little woman.On the contrary, although he is still handsome, there is a lingering haze, even some upset haggard, over his pale brow.

"What can I do for you?"

Moxi looked at her and asked, "where do you live these days?"

Chi laughed. "You came out specially, not just to ask this, right?"

He looked at her for a while, then said lightly, "sister Yao said that in this period of time, everyone can't contact you, and don't know where you are. I'm afraid you will have an accident."

"I'm fine. I just want to be quiet for a while."

Moxi looked at her deeply and said slowly, "you were in a hurry that day. I didn't have time to say sorry to you. Chi Huan, I'm sorry."

That's what he said in church.

But in these days when she disappeared, his apologies grew wildly.

He couldn't even get used to it. She suddenly disappeared from his life. She was ready to spend her life together.

I can't say how painful it is, but I'm not used to it. It's empty.

He called her a few times a day. She never answered. Today, she suddenly promised to meet him He was also surprised. He thought she would never show up again.

Chi Huan understates, "it's over."

She put the bag on her knee, opened the clasp, took the blue brocade box out of it, and moved it to him with her fingers. "I will not sort out all the other things you gave me and give them back to you, but the ring is different. Give them back to you."

Some things don't have to be returned, but some things can't be collected.

Because it's a wedding ring, and it's a nine carat diamond.

Moxie looked at the box and rolled his Adam's apple up and down. "You don't have to give it back to me."

She chuckled, "is it special? I thought you came to me for something. "

In fact, she promised him to come out to meet, mainly to return the ring.

But she really can't say much about meeting him. Anyway, she's OK at home for the time being.

Moxi looked at the ring box and looked up to say something -

click, white light flashed.